SupernaturalxReader

True Family (Sam x Reader)

(A/n)I wrote this like two weeks ago and posted it on Tumblr but totally forgot to put it here...sorry!
(A/N) This involves scenes from the season 14 premiere. If you like Mary Winchester you might not like it because I do not like her very much at all and this piece reflects that. Just warning you. But Sam's in it so read for him lol Also I didn't proof read because its 630 am and i'm tired.]
The door to the bunker opened with a groan. Out of habit you expected to met with silence and stillness. Instead you heard the clamor of hunters. You saw various people milling about here and there. It made you uneasy. It felt like a bunch of strangers had just taken over your home. You knew they were good people, or least you think you knew. You didn't really know any of them personally. You hadn't gotten the time too. A part of you felt guilty over it. These people had helped you and all you could think about was how they were constantly moving things around and leaving their mess everywhere.

Sam noticed your entrance and looked up at you. His eyes lit up and he offered you a small smile. You smiled back and made your way down, your boots clanging against the metal stairs.

As you got closer, you overheard the conversation between Sam and Mary.

"Something will break," she said. "It has too." Sam inhaled deeply, his eyes widening.

"Yeah, you keep saying that." When you approached them he turned away from Mary. You went up to him and hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek as you did so.

"Someone's a little scruffy," you said, taking his chin in your hand.

"Yeah well, been a little busy. Priorities, you know."

"I can relate to that," you said as you adjusted your 3 day old hair that sat in a messy bun atop your head."

"So (y/n), Arizona wasn't what we needed huh?" Mary interrupted.

"Yeah what was in Arizona?" Sam asked.

"It wasn't an angel. Just a spirit trapped in the church. Kinda like back in Providence, Rhode Island," you said turning to Sam. "Except this one was actually helpful and not so set on murderous intent like Father Gregory."

"That sounds like a story," Mary said.

"It wasn't as fun as some of our other hunts," you explained. "It made us all do a bit of....serious thinking." You dropped your bag to the floor and sat at the table in front of you.

"Chief, Captain, good to have you back." You looked up to see a bearded man with long hair. He looked familiar but you couldn't place his name.

"We still sticking with those nicknames?" You asked with a small laugh.

"We just want to show some respect," the man explained. "And if we give you, Sam, and Dean different leadership titles we don't have to fight about who's in charge out of the three of you."

"Just wait till Dean's back," you said. "He's a military history buff, he'll be able to tell who's really in charge." Sam nodded with a slight smirk and agreed.

"Since I've got you two here, we need to talk about this vamp situation." He went on to talk about a group of vampires that had been discovered nearby. You traced the lines of the map in front of you, trying to listen intently while not letting yourself fall asleep. Somewhere during the conversation somebody had set down your favorite drink beside. You looked at the drink in speculation, trying to remember if you'd ever mentioned it to the new group of people. You shrugged and took a sip. Even if any had any nefarious motives, getting poisoned or roofied was the least of your problems.

Your attention went back to the conversation when you heard Sam issuing out orders. He sat at the laptop next you, working on hacking into the security cameras on the freeway. Mary approached him, resting her hand on his arm.